"HUMF AH~ HM, AAAH~ O GODS~"
"GUGHHH~ O GODS HELP ME!"
Breathless moans and grunts of tension.
Both the King and Queen of Crete could be seen in a heated moment of pleasure. The young and beautiful queen stood above the old king, her hands holding her nails tightly on his chest, while she lifted her wide and soft hips all the way up his shaft to the tip and slammed back against his pelvis with force.
PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP.
They had been at it for over half an hour, the poor king didn't know if his member would last another 5 minutes at his wife's pace. Despite what many whispered and said, having 5 children did NOT harm the queen's libido AT ALL, and even with the recent events and circumstances of Asterius' birth, the Queen was still a voluptuous woman with extremely delicious intimacy!
The contrast of her pale skin with her long golden hair was a wonderful sight. Even more so with her large, firm breasts that swung up and down with stiff nipples of lust with small drops of milk spilling out.
The sweat glistened against her skin, creating a LUXURIOUS oily appearance for anyone, this added to the impact of her perfectly round, full and soft ass hitting against his body was IMMEASURABLE, he never tired of holding those two globes of flesh while he felt his wife's wet intimacy sucking him deeper and deeper, no matter how many times he received his seed!
At this point, marrying a witch had its advantages, she could use spells to eliminate traces of his seed to avoid unwanted pregnancies, even though she usually didn't like it happening.
"D-dear? I think I've e-enough!"
The King tried to communicate with his lustful wife who, with a crazy look, jumped on his aching member.
"J-just AH~ one more p-Hum~ Little! I'm almost there~"
The queen spoke with her tongue sticking out of her mouth with drool dripping down, since visiting her youngest son and seeing a new, wilder side in him, a BURNING FIRE grew in her, and she needed to put it out before she could see Him again, or she would do something unexpected.
"B-but darlin-"
"ENOUGH!"
Growling in lust she increased the pace of her hips and kissed her king, making sure to shut him up
As she felt her king once again bursting his seed inside her, she felt her own was close to extinguishing!
Just a little more! Just a little more and I'll be able to-
BAM BAM BAM
The desperate knocks on the door made the queen stand up and pause her thrusts, sitting upright on her husband's hip, as she breathed heavily she felt a vein burst in her head.
I'm going to kill whoever interrupted me... I was almost there~
The queen clicked her tongue angrily as she watched her king sigh contentedly with his last orgasm and the cherished pause.
And the queen sighed irritably as she felt her husband's member softening and pulling out of her still hungry pussy, allowing the cum buildup from their previous activities to fall and stain the sheets.
Shouting at the door the queen had an angry voice:
"This better be important or I'll castrate whoever interrupted me!"
The queen spoke as her husband lay unconscious beneath her.
"M-my lady! A strange intruder currently resides in the youngest prince's room!"
This made the queen gasp in terror and fear for her youngest. The queen quickly jumped off her husband, without caring, she quickly grabbed a one-piece baby doll lingerie from the floor and put it on, without bothering to adjust it and running to open the door in a hurry.
"HOW DID SHE GET PAST YOU?"
The furious queen screamed as she opened the door, ignorant of the fact that her lace baby doll dress only covered a little below her hips, to the point that if she bent over it would give a full view of her juicy ass and intimacy to everyone, and that her breasts were sticking out of the baby doll dress to the point that her nipples were completely visible.
Trying his best to look away from his queen's sinful and sweaty body, the soldier whispered to her:
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"N-We don't know, Your Grace! It was as if she were a ghost! She simply appeared in the prince's room! We were alerted because Princess Ariadne screamed for us! She is currently arguing with the intruder while protecting the little prince."
Ignoring the soldier's stammering, the queen quickly ran to her son's room.
Her rapid footsteps echoed through the hallway. Thanks to her husband, her son's room was near hers. This gave her the advantage now, allowing her to reach her treasure faster. She prayed to the gods for his safety.
**[SOME MINUTES EARLIER]**
**ARIADNE I**
In the dormitory corridor, the eldest princess could be seen walking with an angelic smile on her face.
She wore a noble white and blue gown, her golden hair contrasting beautifully with her grassy green eyes. Her sun-kissed skin, shaped by the island's climate, complemented her gentle face marvelously. Ariadne was a beautiful and loving princess. Her slender, hourglass figure hinted that she would soon grow as graceful as her mother.
Being the eldest princess and sister (after Androgeus) was a source of great pride for Ariadne! She truly loved her siblings and parents, even if her little brother was a mischievous pest who always bit her.
She still believed she could eventually win him over!
Ariadne saw it as her duty to take care of her siblings while also preparing for a marriage that would bring benefits to the kingdom and her family…
Although she preferred to marry for love, she knew her family and kingdom came first!
That's why she was now heading to see her youngest brother. Word of the maid's attack on him had spread, as well as the punishment that resulted in the execution of her family.
As cold as her brother Asterius could be, he was still just a boy and must have been terrified by all this!
This was why she was on her way to see him!
With quick but graceful steps, she easily reached her little brother's room.
For safety reasons, all the princes' rooms were in the same castle corridor.
She was about to knock when she heard a scream from inside!... A scream... FEMALE? AND UNFAMILIAR?
{RING RING! STRANGER ALERT! LITTLE BROTHER'S PURITY IN DANGER! RRRIIIING!}
Kicking the door open in an unladylike fashion, she leapt into the room, clutching her fan like a weapon, only to be met with a DEVASTATING SCENE!
A complete STRANGER dressed like a Crete STREET PROSTITUTE was currently pulling her 4-year-old brother's cheeks! A mere INNOCENT CHILD, who, in his defense, was pinching her nipples being violently dragged into her chest.
Unable to bear this sight, she acted:
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY INNOCENT LITTLE BROTHER!"
She screamed as she rushed to her brother, pulling him into her arms.
She completely ignored the woman's confused murmur:
"Innocent?"
She quickly distanced herself from the strange woman, who simply offered her a slight smile before calmly sitting on her brother's bed.
Meanwhile, Ariadne held her brother close while hearing the guards rushing in to summon their parents.
The woman made no move to flee, sitting idly with a slightly irritated yet amused expression, surrounded by armed men.
This led to the current moment: the queen entering the room, her body glistening with sweat, dressed in a nearly transparent micro-dress and smelling of sex.
This sight made the stranger smirk in amusement as she spoke audibly:
"Well, well~"
The queen immediately stepped forward, shielding her daughter and son as she growled at the intruder.
"Who are you?"
The stranger opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, the little prince's voice echoed through the tense room:
"Aphrodite…"
With that single phrase, chaos erupted again as Ariadne, Pasiphaë, and the soldiers screamed in fear and surprise upon realizing WHO they had pointed their weapons at and threatened.
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NARRATOR II
After several minutes of pure chaos, the entire royal family gathered in a large meeting room. The king and queen sat tensely at one end of the table, their children divided along its sides:
Androgeus and Ariadne on the right.
Fedra and Deucalion on the left.
At the opposite end sat the goddess Aphrodite, calmly holding the little prince in her lap as he nestled his head comfortably between her ample, soft breasts.
This sight caused even greater terror for the parents and siblings, as it seemed to them like a clear threat from the goddess:
[Anger me, and your little prince will suffer!]
None of the family members dared to speak a word as they tensely watched the goddess and their youngest. Strangely, he was calmly chewing his fingers while innocently gazing at everyone.
The family's thoughts synchronized into a single notion:
'NOW you act like a normal child, huh, you little pest?'
Suddenly, a loud noise broke the tension as the queen cut her piece of meat noisily, glaring at her son and the goddess.
These were the most tense moments.
Trying to ease the heavy atmosphere, Androgeus, the eldest brother, attempted to lighten the mood.
Wearing a light pseudo-armor in silver and blue, his short, messy blonde hair matched his jovial smile and crystal-blue eyes. The tallest and most muscular of the siblings, his physique reflected that of an experienced warrior—though not excessively so.
"Well… it's a nice day, isn't it?"
This prompted his younger brother, Deucalion, to facepalm in exasperation.
Deucalion, with darker tanned skin due to his focus on the military branch of the family, had dark brown hair combed back like their father in his youth. His toned but lean physique and deep blue eyes gave him a commanding presence.
Muttering quietly, he said, "Idiot…"
Meanwhile, Fedra, who had their mother's golden hair styled in curled drills, wore a variation of the princess gown in gray, blue, and white. Her deep red eyes, matching her youngest brother's, signified her magical bloodline. Her slender, hourglass figure mirrored Ariadne's.
Fedra, the only sorceress among the siblings, cautiously attempted to read the goddess's thoughts—a bold move reminiscent of their cousin Medea.
But before she could succeed, Aphrodite's simple glance was warning enough to make her stop immediately.
While all this unfolded, Asterius was inwardly monologuing with a mix of panic and irritation...
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'And once again, my life turns into chaos. Who would have thought? I should have known that peace would be IMPOSSIBLE in this world. Especially with that damned AFRODITE, one of the most petty women, alongside Hera and Athena. The trio of revenge by pettiness. Honestly, the fact that she didn't curse me when I commented about her breasts is proof enough that she doesn't want to hurt me.'
As he glanced sideways at his jailer, he noticed her gaze on his older brother, Androgeus. The same look his mother would give his father during her heat crises—not one of love or passion, but LUST. What was she learning from him? It wasn't unusual. Androgeus was a tall, strong, athletic, and extroverted young man. He was an annoying brother, but only because their personalities were opposites. He was one of the few who still tried to get along with him and liked taking him to watch his Olympic performances, much to their mother's dismay.
'Oh, brother, I'm so sorry for you. That damn woman is going to drain every last drop of energy from you, but this will teach you to be quieter, especially in front of the goddess of lust.'
As he innocently chewed on his fingers, he slowly turned his attention back to his father and the goddess's conversation.
"---of course, we would be honored to have you visit us, especially with your interest in the development of our youngest!" his stepfather spoke, sweating deeply as he felt Pasiphae's murderous intent upon hearing that the goddess would be staying by her son's side for the next few years to "oversee the development of such a hybrid miracle."
"Of course, sir… I will enjoy this!"
Her last words came with her gently squeezing her chubby baby waist.
'Hold on, woman!'
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With the new agreement made between the goddess and the youngest, dinner went on as usual.
He simply did what he always did and tuned everything out. He listened to the laughter of Aphrodite and the lively laughter of Androgeus. Meanwhile, his stepfather told his stories, accompanied by an irritated Pasiphae and Ariadne's passionate sighs over them.
He looked subtly at the more lucid people in the room and saw the tormented face of Fedra, having to stay here the rest of the night listening to his father's nonsense, and Deucalion, whose cold face made it clear he'd rather be anywhere else.
But since the goddess was invited (or rather, an invader), they were forced to stay until she was satisfied and decided to leave.
At some point, he fell asleep and woke up to the sounds of laughter and the smell of wine. Apparently, they were celebrating!
He felt himself being carried by his mother to his room. Even half-asleep, he saw his drunk brother being dragged to his room by a lustful Aphrodite, her eyes full of desire.
'Good luck, brother! Enjoy it while you can. With your luck with lovers and her, Ares will probably end up killing you indirectly, or fate will find a way to maim or kill you!'
Asterius didn't really care. The less contact and attention he got from the goddess, the better. Goddesses like Aphrodite changed their interests as easily as they changed clothes! With that, Androgeus would carry his cursed fate, and Asterius could live in peace.
As he was carried by his mother, he fell asleep again in his room.
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After an indeterminate amount of time, Asterius was awakened by the noisy sound of a door opening. As he sat up, rubbing his eyes, he looked out his window and was greeted by the beautiful sunrise.
He looked at the one who had woken him up and saw a staggering Aphrodite entering his room, smelling horribly of alcohol, sweat, and a musky scent he preferred not to know the origin of. The goddess lazily collapsed onto his bed, crawling her way to his side.
She leaned in to pull him in like a teddy bear.
….
*BAM!*
And received a foot to the face!
Waving her arms blindly, the goddess tried to reach the boy, who, with all his strength, tried to push her away.
"Don't think you're going to dirty me with your stench and drunken, depraved sweat, Dangerous Boobs!"
Whining like a child, Aphrodite pulled her foot away from her face while giving Asterius a puppy-eyed look.
"Your brother is nicer, Ast… or are you jealous?"
The goddess said playfully while managing to paralyze Asterius's movements and hug him, causing him to struggle in vain with his face buried in her suffocating, sweaty breasts.
'In your dreams, you shameless Booby.'
Growling in irritation, Asterius bit directly onto one of her nipples.
Which made her groan in discomfort.
Seizing the gap for air, Asterius growled angrily at the goddess.
"Let me go! I'm not going to sleep with someone who reeks of sweat and alcohol!"
Pouting, Aphrodite raised her fingers while grumbling about "petulant children" and "lucky you're cute and keep me entertained."
She snapped her fingers, and like magic, all traces of dirt, sweat, and odor on the goddess disappeared. Only a soft, fragrant aroma of flowers and sweetness remained.
"Are you satisfied? Now let's sleep~"
Before Asterius could complain again about her invading HIS space, he was silenced once more by the goddess's breasts, who took advantage of her bare chest and shoved a nipple dripping with milk into his mouth, silencing the reluctant hybrid demigod while being hugged in a prison-like embrace! Despite her slender form, Aphrodite showed extreme strength that deceived anyone.
And so, Asterius was forced to endure the lazy, spoiled goddess Aphrodite for the rest of his next years.
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